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The Last of Us inspired sentence starters | Accepting

Small hands are twisting themselves together, fingers slowly intertwining, lacing together with the cloth of her dress. It is a clear sign of the hesitation that held the young girl back from speaking. There was much running through the girl's head at the other's words, and as she allowed their meaning to sink in, she couldn't help put feel a bit of anger well up inside her.

So much had happened to her in the course of her short life. She'd experienced -- witnessed -- so many things on her travels with her friends. If one could say that everything happened for a reason, then what could possibly be a reason for something bad to happen?

Giving the fabric one final twist between her fingers, she drew in a breath to steady her words before looking up to meet the gaze of her companion.

Upon hearing her name and seeing who had called it, Elysia’s expression brighten considerably. She met the boy halfway, hurrying over to him. It wasn’t often that Fin approached her first, which was fine! She didn’t mind making the first move when it came to him, understanding it was hard for him to open up. Despite that, she was overjoyed at he had came to find her, even if that joy only lasted momentarily.

“Bandages? I keep a few in my satchel just in case. I can’t really heal, so it’s something–ah!” There she went rambling as per usual. Quickly, she nodded her head, digging into said satchel while she continued talking. “But sure, I don’t mind letting you have some. Do you…want me to help you?”

Elysia never treated Fin that much differently after he told her about his past. There wasn’t much for her to console him. She never experienced heavy loss like that, never carried such a heavy burden upon her shoulders. It wasn’t like she could tell him to cheer up, get over it, live on. All she could do is treat him a bit softer than she had before.

Holding the bandages in her hand, her eyes met his and a small smile appeared on her lips. “I promise, I’ll be careful.”

There was a lot of hesitation coming from the boy as he had his mouth open for a second before closing it. A lot was going through his mind as his icy blue eyes focused on the older woman and at the red cloth covering his arm.

“Um... y-you don’t need to heal me. I-I only need bandages, that’s all.” Finally he spoke with his hand still clinging onto his arm. Yes, he told Elysia about his past and how much of it messed with him, but he was still reluctant with her.

Even more so when she insisted to help her. Just why did she had to ask? He really was hoping she wasn’t going to do so. He would be fine with her giving he bandages, but wrapping them... it scares him.

“Um....” He quietly mutters as his eyes instinctively look away from her. Trying his best to bite his own anxiety away as he stood in her presence, his cold fingers tighten before slowly pulling away.

                    ❛ mmm ! your food always tastes the best ! ❜ it feels as if rose has ascended to heaven, a delicious texture on her tongue. she takes her time to savor it because food is a delicacy here, especially well-made food. it’s incredible how much rose has taken advantage of such when she travels with mikleo previously, never worried their next meal or snacks. but now that he loses any cooking abilities... well, let’s simply say she has spent far too much time with their newly acquainted friend, elysia. ❛ man, i really miss eating meals like this. the stuff that mikleo makes nowadays is so gross. ❜